Transparent,clear,drops hit the floor
Silence went numb,blind
The illusion is of "words"
Makes pressed lips,lost in disappearance.
How varying is the degree of psyche
One path,wets the floor of happiness
Another penetrated by agony and sorrow,
But illusion was of "situation" and "time"
Not a part of me could be felt by you.
Acid flooded veins,pain was no more felt.
Regret was all,what I've done.
All my senses come alive
While I'm. Stumbling home
As drunk as I
However I've been
And I'd never be fair
Because you are the ONLY ONE.